Number 200. Somewhere in the past that became a goal and now it has been reached. At the end of all things comes a time of reflection. What does Baruk see as he looks through the glass? He is four years old. Maybe just a white man with a camera? He loves setting behind the wheel and pretending to be a big man driving a car. Although he was among the least a couple years back, he is no longer there. His future is as bright as his eyes and smile. His mom is a single young woman, hard working, intelligent, and courageous. She awakens early and comes to clean the neighboring office building. Then she comes to work and makes purses. Because she has committed herself to a positive new direction, God has given her a new heart. Her son does not have to know being last with no opportunity.
Along the way, while writing the blog, what have I learned while standing on the other side of the glass and presenting snapshots of a different world? Opportunity…the possibility of a hopeful direction. Comparison…viewing those opportunities in light of the chances we perceive others have or do not have.
When we have been given a life where opportunity exists, it is almost impossible to comprehend a life where opportunity does not exist. There is just not a framework for comparison. In some ways we all take turns setting in someone else’s car, looking through the glass, and pretending to be in their world. Only as adults, we do not do it in innocence, we do it by comparing. It is said, “Those who compare themselves by themselves are not wise.” Is that not a part of what we refer to as culture; a group of people living within and maintaining a certain set of standards by doing just that?
It is a two edged sword. There is comfort and security in staying there. With the have-ers. The true have-not-ers make us uncomfortable to think on. But the other edge, as we look among ourselves, we begin to worry that we are, in fact, a have-not-er living in the midst of the have-ers. And then we want more so we can be sure to stay with or above the other have-ers. And opportunities to share with the have-not-ers slip away. Continuing opportunity must be preserved. There are those looking through the glass and pretending that one day they will be like us.
As I think on the white man with the camera and what God is working on in him, I am so thankful that God has given me a chance to take some “pictures.” A have-er with the have-not-ers. That, in allowing me to do this, he has chipped away at my have-er status. He has allowed me to experience the lives of the have-not-ers, and be a part of sharing opportunity…the possibility of a hopeful direction. Along the way, I hope that my sharing with you has allowed you to be sifted in just a fraction of how God has sifted me and will continue to sift.Yesterday, I helped Tadelech and her new son return to their home after he was born the day before. She came to our clinic in labor. He presented himself to the world face first and got stuck in the birth canal. It seemed that a C-section was the only possible life saving choice. While we waited for the doctor to come to perform this our staff prayed for his opportunity…for life. The midwife made another attempt to re-position the baby to crown first and get him unstuck. And he moved and entered the world. In many ways we are like him and God attempts to re-position us. He wants us delivered, His Crown first, for His Glory.
After this photo, we arrived at Tadelech’s home. Eight feet by ten feet. Mud floor. Mud/manure walls. Tin roof lean-to. Two other children. Comparison. Will the future bring more opportunity for a have-not-er? This is where Baruck started, with the last but now he is not the least. Tadelech’s son is. But we continue to share hope with hearts.
As for me, will I stop writing as I stop blogging, probably not, maybe I will write a book.